I was given Stephanie Pui-Mun Law’s Shadowscapes Tarot and book to review for Facing North!
Why am I ‘squeeeing’ over yet another tarot deck?
Try this:
I was given Stephanie Pui-Mun Law’s Shadowscapes Tarot and book to review for Facing North!
Why am I ‘squeeeing’ over yet another tarot deck?
Try this:
We’d planned on a productive busy-busy-busy day. Here’s how it’s gone so far.
I was up at 7:30, walking Ms. S. by 7:45. Had a bowl of cereal and then sat down at the computer to do a bit of house-related work. Woke J. up just before 9am.
My 43rd birthday is coming up, and we’re thinking about actually having a party.
I’d like to do something to ‘kill’ my 42nd year. It was such a dreadful time I do NOT want to have to go through it again. But I’m not coming up with a good symbology for it. I don’t want to do a whole ritual thing, most of my friends are non-pagans. But I keeping thinking that if we did the cake in a particular way, we’d eat the year and therefore kill it dead.
Or something. I’m stuck on this one — any ideas?
P.S. I updated the picture in the ‘A Year Ago . . .‘ post.
I finally wrote up our Ashland trip, or most of it. (I have yet to write up the plays we saw.)
They are over at Sasha’s Doghouse:
http://sashasdoghouse.net/2010/07/11/ashland-june-11-2010/
http://sashasdoghouse.net/2010/07/11/ashland-june-12-2010/
A year ago, J.and I had dinner with some friends and this picture was taken:
So much has changed since then, huh?
Now I’ve replaced a breast with a BLO, am regrowing hair lost in chemo, and 10 pounds heavier. I’m also a non-smoker and in better health than I have been since my 20s. I’ve learned that I am, at core, incredibly resilient.
I also learned who my friends really are and what generosity truly means.
Today I’m not packing. I’ll be doing cleaning-type things — laundry, dishes, and the bathrooms — as well as some general organizing. The weather has cooled, so it’s a pleasure to be bopping around.
6am — Sasha wakes me up
6:45 — plan day
7am-10am — paint the hall woodwork (doorways, baseboards)
10:30 — aqua aerobics
12 — remove hat hooks in hall; spackle holes; pack hats
2pm — put finals on LR curtain rods
2:30 — take Sasha to lake for a swim
4pm — get ready for coworker’s wedding reception
5:30 — feed Sasha; drive into Seattle for reception
8:30 — leave reception
9pm — walk Sasha; change clothes, relax before bed
10pm — go to bed
Somewhere in there is breakfast (cold cereal with blueberries) and lunch (I have no idea; we don’t have sandwich makings or leftovers. I may have to stop in at the grocery store after aqua aerobics).
Busy day, in very humid weather. All because J. is traveling and I am alone (wail!) Theoretically, however, it will mean that tomorrow I only have laundry, cleaning, and writing (blog posts!) to do.
Summer is truly here in the Pacific Northwest (my home) and we have a bounty of reading materials for you to curl up with in the shade of a tree.
This month we have reviews of:
Here’s what I look like today:
As you can see, the hair is definitely coming back. Looks like I’ll still have all the silver I had before (it’s on the sides, predominantly, which doesn’t show up well in the photo).
You may also notice that I definitely have color in my face and skin once again. I am getting healthy!
(and yes, I promise I will do posts to get you caught up on Ashland, my ankle, and life in general.)
This was our big ‘get ahead and get going’ weekend of packing, what with being a three day weekend and all.
Instead, we’ve been playing. Sort of.
which is not a comment on my life, but the title of the new Simon Green novel. I just finished it and I can only say this: holy cow. Followed by, “you effer.”
It’s a great, fun, novel that introduces us to an ancient Drood enemy and host of traitors. It ends with one heck of a cliffhanger (hence the ‘effer’ reference).
In other news: I owe y’all a bunch of writing, going all the way back to Ashland in early June. I’ll try to get to that this weekend, in and amongst the packing.